#silentseverity

[the-pallid-king]

Should he add flowers to the braid? Tempting . . .

That might be pushing your luck… 

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#Just Tumblr RP Things

[the-pallid-king]

❆ why the heck not

Send my muse a “❆” and I’ll randomly generate a number from 1-24 to see how my muse reacts to:12. Your muse making snow angels

Normally when one laid on the ground outside, it was because they were dead or dying. Especially in the middle of winter, when the temperatures plummeted and snow coated the ground. And this particular figure was even flailing about ridiculously, but with an odd, purposeful rhythm… And didn’t appear to be bleeding or otherwise doing either of the afore mentioned activities (dying or actively being dead, of course).

The hollow came to a halt at the figure’s feet, peering down with a blank expression for a moment, watching, before slowly arching a brow in growing confusion but also curiosity. “What’re you doin’…?”

[reticexce]

For the Good of the Kingdom || @silent-severity

A glance at the queen would have hinted that she was tired, that she had matured since the wedding ceremony to the king. She had expected the upcoming struggles of being a queen, but not once did she imagine that her most burdensome responsibility was providing an heir to the throne. But that’s exactly where all of her troubles laid. Hosting diplomats and keeping the castle tidy and pristine seemed like such easy tasks in comparison to conceiving a child, and for the past few months, her inability to get pregnant was starting to create a rift in her marriage.

It was something she didn’t like to think of too much, but when your husband was always asking if there was any signs of a baby, it was rather difficult to ignore the problem. Still, she couldn’t spread the bad news to just anyone; she’d get blamed for for sure. And who knows what would happen to her then? Perhaps death; that was what happened before in history, wasn’t it?

The worry settled over her as the misses made her way to her husband’s study, carrying a tray of tea, knocking as custom before allowing herself in. She was surprised to see the room empty, especially since it was the king who had called her in. As she stepped inside though, she saw that there was actually another presence in the room, a familiar face to her. “Rin.” she greeted, setting the tray down on a table before facing him.

“I didn’t expect you to be in here. Did you sleep well last night?” Casual conversation, the queen hoping the distance between them currently was enough to hide the fact that she hadn’t been sleeping well herself. 

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